Mike Wallace Quotes

Wait and see.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.

Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.

We won't know for a few years.

No man can give me any word but Wait.

I have a hard time waiting for things to happen.

A small silence came between us, as precise as a picture hanging on the wall.

The time I had waited probably made the difference between success and failure.

I'm living in the present, thinking about the past, hoping for the future.

Every time another review comes out I let out a deep breath.

When in doubt, take more time.

When people ask for time, it's always for time to say no. Yes has one more letter in it, but it doesn't take half as long to say.

On one hand, it seems like I've waited a long time for this.

The long run may be too long.

Well, we must wait for the future to show.

Let's sink another drink, cause it will give me time to think.

It stared at them, and it paused for a hundred years, which transpired in a dozen heart beats.

I knew I would replay the scene countless times in the years before me, each time thinking of different things I should have said and done. But all I did was walk away without looking back.

Wait and wait. Most people's lives are spent waiting.

The feeling I have reminds me of New Year’s Eve, when the countdown is coming and I’m not quite sure whether to grab my camera or just live in the moment. Usually I grab the camera and later regret it when the picture doesn’t turn out. Then I feel enormously let down and think to myself that the night would have been more fun if it didn’t mean quite so much, if I weren’t forced to analyze where I’ve been and where I’m going.

Remember the past - and await the future.

And then, despite everything, I smiled and looked at the note and knew that spring would come —it always does. so I stared out that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw.

You know how it is in the symphony when you are listening to the symphony, the last notes die away, and there's often a beat of silence in the auditorium before the applause begins. It's a very full and pregnant silence. Now theology should bring us to live into that silence, into that pregnant pause.

“Who are you?” One who has waited long for you to speak.

We all find ourselves involved in projects or activities that confound us-when or why did I say I would do this? What was I thinking? I needed a poem for myself that said-pause longer. Think again.